Date: Wed, 14 Sep 2005 23:09:59 -0400
From: dragonknight2222@aol.com
Subject: Firman

New installment for all my fans.  Thank you so much for writing everyone.
All of your questions and comments are welcome.  The praise really does
make writing these stories worth it.  Usual crap, if your not old enough to
read this make sure your parents aren't home.  If you're too prudish or
strait-laced for homosexual romance please read no further.  Once again
thanks for all the feedback.


"Steven..." Keith's voice half woke me up.  I rolled over and hit my head
on something hard and cold.  I was shivering.  My hands reached out as
goose bumps formed along my skin, I grasped for Keith but couldn't find
him.  I heard the creak of my bed and opened my eyes but couldn't see
anything in the darkness.
	"Keith?" I cried out weakly, scared that the past week was just a
dream.
	Suddenly, I was being lifted up, carried to a warm heaven by an
angel.  "Steven, you're shivering."
	I moaned incoherently pressing my head into a massive bicep.
Gently the angel lowered me on to the bed.  In one strong motion he pulled
the fallen sheets and comforter back onto the bed and set about wrapping
them around me.  Tucking me into bed next to him.  He bent down and kissed
me on the cheek, then snuggled up closer to me.  I don't think I ever
really woke up, but if I did I was back asleep in seconds.  I had never
felt safer or more peaceful in my whole life.

That's all so what do you think? Still like the story.  I'm kidding there's
more- read on...







	I woke up the next day a little past seven.  I was always an early
riser.  Keith on the other hand is one of those guys that can sleep till
three in the afternoon and never know it.  He was snoring slightly still as
I climbed out of bed.  His chin was starting to grow some blonde coarse
stubble.  It made him look older, but in a good way.  I kissed him on the
cheek and jumped in the shower, wondering how Keith would look like when he
was older.  And more importantly, would I still get to see him sleeping
like that when he does get older.
	Breakfast was blueberry muffins and migas (eggs and corn
tortillas).  The smell of the cooking woke up the great beast in my bed.  I
hoped he remembered the plan we had made last night and didn't come
waltzing into the kitchen looking for food.  I packed two lunches.  My
father was already at work, my mother still asleep when Keith knocked on
the door.
	I opened it and smiled as he walked in, he had used my shower and
smelled of my shampoo.  His blonde hair was still a little wet, it was
growing longer into these unkempt, but sexy curls.  He stepped in and
kissed me on the cheek.
	"Good morning Steven, I thought you might like a ride to school,
mmm... it sure smells good in here."
	"Go sit at the table, I'll fix you a plate," he started moving his
massive frame to the table when I demanded he recite the Pythagorean
theorem.
	"A squared plus B squared equals C squared for any right triangle."
I kissed him on his cheek as I handed him a plate and a fork.  We reviewed
a few more things while we ate and then headed off to class.
	I climbed into his big red truck, feeling lost in the behemoth of a
vehicle.
	"Damn your breakfast was good Steven."
	"Thank you," I said blushing.
	"I am a little pissed you didn't wake me up when you got in the
shower.  Its been almost twelve hours since we had sex and I don't think
I'll be able to concentrate on my geometry test if I'm too horny."
	He gave me that stupid grin of his, the one that made my heart skip
a beat and the sound of angel trumpets echo around us.  "Well, you really
need to make a good grade on that test today, so I guess we should pull
over so I can get rid of your horniness." As I spoke a pulled up the
armrest separating us and let my hand rest in his crotch.
	He was already hard, no surprise there.  He glanced at me one more
time out of the corner of his eye and gave me that stupid grin of his.  As
I bent down I know that every on coming car could tell exactly what was
going on from that shit-eating grin of his.
	I pulled off, not without difficulty, his gold belt buckle and
undid his belt.  Then unzipped his tight blue jeans.  I tugged at his
underwear but couldn't really pull them or his jeans down.  His cock was
clearly outlined and straining for release but I couldn't free the monster.
Frustrated I settled for licking the base through the cotton material.
	"Fuck, Steven, let me pull over first."
	I continued to suck on his cock through his jeans, careful not to
leave them too wet.  He managed to pull into the parking lot of a closed
restaurant and pack behind the building.  Then he pulled down his jeans and
boxer briefs in a flash.  The big cock head hit my on the nose and I
giggled at the big drop of precum it left there.  I took in a deep breath
and repositioned myself over the phallus before dropping down and taking it
all in one big swoop.
	"JESUS" Keith whispered as my nose got buried in his pubic hair.
He smelled of soap but his cock tasted of him, manly, musky, the precum
salty and warm, the whole thing huge in my throat.  I resisted the urge to
gag, I was getting better at keeping him in my mouth.  As a came up I
imagined his cock was a straw and sucked with all of my might to get at the
milkshake inside.
	"Aw, fuck, Steven.  I ain't gonna last with you pulling that shit."
	I didn't listen and went down on him again, all the way to the
base.  This time as I came up, sucking again with all my might I had my
hand follow my lips up from his cock base to the head.  I breathed in with
his cock head still between my lips and gave it a little nibble around the
flare and a quick lick into the cock head for more precum.  I glanced up to
see his eyes rolled in the back of his head.
	"Dive" I told myself, and down I went sucking as I went down and
back up.
	"Fuck, Steven, faster."
	Unable to ignore a direct order, I began to suck faster going up
and down rapidly.  His hand found my head but just rested there.  He was
too far gone to even know when to pull me up or push me back down.  My
hands lightly squeezed his balls and it was like I had turned on a water
fountain.  His cock grew an inch bigger in all dimensions and he began to
fire this plasma cannon of burning hot milkshake into my mouth.  I pulled
out halfway, keeping my hands around his cock and aiming his spunk onto my
tongue.  Savoring its sweet, tangyness.
	"Shit, goddamn, fffuck, Steven," Keith shouted.  Despite our romp
yesterday he still had an impressive orgasm.  Six really good powerful
shots, and a few more dribbly ones.  When I was positive he was done, I
sucked my way off his cock squeezing out a tiny drop of cum along the way.
He pulled a lever and his seat went totally down, almost flat.  I licked my
lips savoring his nectar as he reached out and weakly pulled me towards
him.  I cuddled up on his chest and he bent down and kissed my forehead.
We both drew a deep breath and let it out slowly.  We stayed like that for
a few minutes, both to tired and happy to move.  "It's your turn now," he
said, reaching down to grab my cock through my pants.  I giggled and kissed
him, before starting to climb off of him.  I noticed the clock as a moved
over.  "We can save me for another time," school starts in five minutes and
I really don't want to miss English, and you can't get detention and miss
practice."  He groaned loudly, and fixed his seat, "all right, you party
pooper," he turned on the engine and drove off.  "So why don't you want to
miss English."  "It's my favorite class, um, Keith, you might want to put
your um thing away now."  "Put my what away," he asked with his stupid grin
again.  "Your, you know."  "What's it called," he looked at me with a smile
as I started to blush.  "Your penis, put it away," "A penis is what you see
in science books, now what is this called, come on there's plenty of names
for it."  "Put your COCK away!" I said, laughing uncontrollably now.  He
stopped at a red light and stuffed his cock back into his jeans.  "Your too
cute," he said as he pulled into the school.  As he parked his truck there
was another slight moment of awkwardness.  We couldn't kiss or hug, because
there were too many kids around, but we both wanted to be closer to each
other.
	"Hey, um, there is a game on Saturday, tomorrow.  That means I have
to stay at practice a lot later, but um, I was wondering if maybe you
wanted to go see a movie or go do something tonight.  I'd be done with
practice at seven."
	"Are you asking me out on a date?"
	"Well, if the boot fits."
	I laughed at the idiom.  "I'd love too."
	His face lit up like the fourth of July, he reached out and gave my
hand a squeeze and then winked at me with those impossibly green eyes.  I
climbed out of his truck in a daze.  We walked into school and as we left
he said, "I'll see you in geometry," I turned to nod at him and he gave me
another wink, his green eyes shining bright.  No one else saw the wink, at
least, I thought no one else saw it...


Ooooo...cliff hanger.  I'll try to write soon.  Questions, comments,
suggestions, and anything else related to the story are welcome at
dragonknight2222@aol.com

I'll write soon and thanks for the encouragement.